After receiving the box from the old man, Soo-woon stared at it curiously. It's surface was swirling with faint, ember-like patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. As his fingers brushed against the markings, a sudden warmth radiated through his skin—as if the box had acknowledged his presence, recognizing him as its rightful owner. The moment he lifted the lid, a soft hum resonated in the air, and a translucent blue screen flickered into existence before him.
*** Transmigrator's Pack ***
-Status Window
-100 Stat Points
-Translation skill (B)
-3 Skill tickets (1 S-rank, 1 B-rank,
and 1E-rank)
-Item box skill (F)
-10 gold, 100 silver and 1000 copper coins
*** ***
After looking at the contents of the box.
Soo-woon's eyes widened slightly. "Ooo, would you look at that… quite the handy starter kit," he murmured, impressed.
The old man chuckled. "Try saying 'Open Status.'"
"Okay, I will give it a shot."(p)
"Open status."(p)
With a soft chime, another screen materialized before him.
*** Lee-soo-woon ***
Level: 1 | EXP: 0/10
HP: 4 | AGI: 3 | Stamina: 3
STR: 2 | DEF: 1 | Mana: 0 (+5)
INT: 20 | Luck: 2
Points: 100
Skills: Item box(F), Translation(B)
Titles: Transmigrator(mana +5)
*** ***
Soo-woon while reading his own status window, with a 'not so thrilled look on his face'.
He leaned in closer, squinting at the numbers. "Wow, these stats are trash!," he muttered with a sigh. "Well, I guess it's expected from a ten-year-old's body."
He tilted his head thoughtfully. "Although… Intelligence seems oddly high in comparison. Not that it helps much right now."
His gaze drifted down to the list of skills and titles.
But since theirs nothing much to see at the moment he leaves them be.
"Well let's see what else do we got here?"
He slides away the status window with his hands. As the status screen faded, another interface slid in smoothly.
*** Skills ***
Sword Master, Martial Arts, Archery
Sword Trainee, Necromancy, Cleric
Doctor, Druggist, Charmer
Summoner, Healer, Thief
Alchemy, Painting, Mage, Online Shopping
*** ***
Resting his chin in his hand, Soo-woon entered a thoughtful pose. "Hmm…"
The old man observed him with a pleased smile. "You may choose three skills: one S-rank, one B-rank, and one E-rank. Usually, you'd start from F-rank and work your way up. But, as a transmigrator, you're are getting 3 skills skills for free."
He continued to elaborate on each rank, their progression, and how skills would evolve. His voice filled the white void as Soo-woon browsed the list, each skill icon faintly glowing.
"And that's all about the information about skills and their uses."(g)
He glances at the protagonist who's been immersed in the screen.
Sensing the boy's attention was wholly absorbed,
Old man while stroking his beard with his one hands and bringing the other hand close to his face making a fist, coughed politely to regain it.
"Ahem! Ahem!"(g)
Hearing the coughing, the protagonist who was immersed in the skill window looks at old man
"Do you have any questions related to the skills or their uses?"(g)
The protagonist while looking at him with a little pause
"Umm..., now that I think about him I do have a few questions."(p)
Hearing the Soo-woon say so, old man glances at him with anticipation.
"Oh! You do?"(g)
While pointing at the skill at the display
"Yes, this online shopping skill here, from the looks of it, is this what I think it is?"(p)
*** online shopping ***
Buy anything with currency. Quantity and delivery time vary by user's level.
*** ***
The old man nodded. "Yes, it's exactly what it sounds like."
A spark of motivation lit Soo-woon's face. "That'll solve a lot of daily needs," he said, before quickly pointing to another.
"Then, about this Arcmage skill."
*** Arcmage ***
Mastery over nearly all magical disciplines. New spells unlock as level increases.
*** ***
"Isn't that just a stronger version of Mage?" he asked.
The old man nodded again. "Yes. Far more powerful. While it costs significantly more to upgrade, an E-rank Arcmage is equivalent to ten B-rank Mages."
Before the explanation could continue, Soo-woon smirked and pointed at the screen. "I've decided. I know exactly what I'm going with."
The old man raised an eyebrow. "Oh? That fast?"
"May I ask which skills did you choose?" With a hint of curiosity.
"Ya, sure!" Soo-woon tilted his status screen toward him.
*** Lee-soo-woon ***
Level: 1 | EXP: 0/10
HP: 4 | AGI: 3 | Stamina: 3
STR: 2 | DEF: 1 | Mana: 0 (+5)
INT: 20 | Luck: 2
Points: 100
Skills: Item box(F), Translation(B), Summoning(S), Online shopping(E), Arcmage(B)
Titles: Transmigrator(mana +5)
*** ***
The old man read the list, then suddenly burst out laughing, his voice echoing in the vast white expanse.
"Hahahaha! As expected from you!" he said, clapping his hand to his staff.
After his laughter faded, he cleared his throat. "Ahem. Well then, you've made your choices. Do you still have any lingering doubts? Or do you… miss your old life on Earth?"
The light in the void dimmed slightly. Soo-woon took a deep breath and closed his eyes. After a moment of silence, he opened them again and offered a faint but sincere smile.
"Not really," he said. "It's not like anyone was waiting for me back there. I think I'm ready to start fresh."
The old man, visibly moved, nodded in approval. "Very well then… I shall send you back now. Live well, young one. Make the most of this second chance."
The white space around them began to shimmer as Soo-woon's body faded into the light.
To be continued.....